Fireman - Drag-On

I Don’t Really Wanna Hurt Nobody

I Just Wanna Live My Life

Feel Me, C’mon Baby ((Elite))

Where We At Baby

Lets Get It, C’mon

How Many Niggas Ever Seen A Shotgun Shot

Look Like Somethin, Comin At You Nonstop

A James Brown Make You Say It Loud

Lets Walk Through This Block, Head Up And Anybody Can Pop A Lead Off

Let Me See You Shoot A .50 Caliber, And Pop A Head Off

We Can Red It All

I Said (???) Whos Ever In My Target, I’m Gonna End It All

Some Niggas Better Move Back ((Move Back))

Somebody Better Duck They Head

Cuz Ya Buddy Mom’s Bout To Be In The All-Black

Cuz A Nigga White-Tee, Bout To Turn Red

And I Don’t Give A Fuck

When I’m A Sitting Before The Judge, Yeah, I did it.

What?

Pumpin’In The Cell By Myself, Cuz I Don’t Wanna Hurt No-bo-dy

I’m That Hood, I’m Those Streets

I’m Them Lyrics Enemies

I’m That Weed, I’m That X

I’m That Sex, That You Need

I’m That Nigga, Wit Yo Wife

Sound Like Plumber, Playing Pipe

I’m That Match, That You Light

When You Ain’t Got No Life

I’m Your Fireman

Who The Fuck Say Drag Couldn’t Come Back ((He Said It))

Now Where My Gun At, Nigga Won That

Cuz I Done Raised Alot Of Niggas, And Now I Want My Sons Back

I Catch A Nigga At A Party

Matter Of Fact I Be Up In His Lobby

Lettin My Man Hold My Shotty Niggas, I Don’t Wanna Hurt Nobody

With Some Guns, I Gotta Do, What I Gotta Do Pull Out, And Then Shoot Who I Gotta Shoot

Hang A Nigga Off The Roof, By His Shoes And Slip

I Hope He Got A Parachute

I’m In The Zone Dogg, I’m By Myself At My Home Dogg

Everybody Just Leave Me The Fuck Alone Dogg

Cuz I Don’t Wanna Hurt No-bo-dy

I’m That Hood, I’m Those Streets

I’m Them Lyrics Enemies

I’m That Weed, I’m That X

I’m That Sex, That You Need

I’m That Nigga, Wit Yo Wife

Sound Like Plumber, Playing Pipe

I’m That Match, That You Light

When You Ain’t Got No Life

I’m Your Fireman

I Wasn’t Grown Right

My Head Wasn’t Screwed On Tight

And So I Pause Every Line

Cuz It Take Time, For A Boss, To Be Mad Bout His Crime

This How I Deal With A Snitch

Cut His Tongue Out, And Mail It To His Bitch

Cuz When A Nigga Run His Lips, That Makes Me Wanna Hurt Some-bo-dy

But I Ain’t That Nigga That Uhh…

Come Over (For) Chitter-Chatter

Cuz If you Owe Me (A) Favor, Talking Don’t Really Matter

Either You Got It, Or You Don’t

Or You Will, Or You Won’t

Trying To Take You Dough, You Ain’t No Better, Hide Your Thoughts

Now You On Life Support, And Can’t Cry Might Die Driving

Pull The Stick, I’m Gonna Pull Up In My Audi Niggas

Cuz I Don’t Wanna Hurt No-bo-dy

I’m That Hood, I’m Those Streets

I’m Them Lyrics Enemies

I’m That Weed, I’m That X

I’m That Sex, That You Need

I’m That Nigga, Wit Yo Wife

Sound Like Plumber, Playing Pipe

I’m That Match, That You Light

When You Ain’t Got No Life

I’m Your Fireman

I’m Your Fireman